The sky outside the cavern had grown dark by the time Luke and Ava finally emerged, their bodies aching from the scramble through the collapsing tunnel. Thick clouds rolled overhead, casting an ominous gloom over the landscape, mirroring the dread that settled in Luke's chest. He glanced at Ava, who was wiping dirt from her face, her breathing ragged but steady. Her eyes, wide with a mix of exhaustion and fear, mirrored his own emotions.
"We can't waste any time," Luke said, his voice strained. "Raven's in there somewhere. We need to find another way in."
Ava nodded, brushing a lock of hair from her face. "But how? The entire cavern system could be collapsing as we speak. We don't even know where that energy is coming from or what it wants with her."
